Sixteen contemplative bars...tough stuff, in fact.

Abort the click, rodent bit spit equivalent to quick fix

1 to 4, 2 weeks, moral foundation too weak,

Too sick to recall the big dick, vaginal licks, and all that sh*t

Now what seems attractive in retrospect’s perspective might be that imposition of a contraceptive sip

Take taking to term to task, solid grasp,

But argument gets trumped by a theocracy’s flask,

Leave it to an atheist to be the first to ask:

If I sin on a Monday, then once more on Tuesday, am I forgiven on Wednesday, or should I wait ‘till the next day?

I’m saved from penitence, at least that’s what my friends say. So, why bother with this nonsense I’m wasting my pen’s sway.

Men say many things to rationalize this, and that,

But nothing is so certain to be definite, in fact

So, I preclude life’s expire and you’re concerned with that,

I guess I’m “sick” for pills popped to set life back

And welcomed patented placebo for that, (for that)

- AnthrAx

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